Chapter 299



Tyrone gestured to Trent, signaling him to support Klein.

Trent approached Klein swiftly, lending a steadying hand to Klein as he struggled to maintain his composure.

“Mr. Klein Nixon, I understand your distress, but right now, we need to focus on saving her and investigating why this happened,” Trent said, trying to anchor the distraught Klein.

“You need to hold yourself together for her,” Trent added gently.

Klein, brushing away his tears, his face twisted with a mixture of grief and growing anger, responded sharply, “She wasn’t just injured in a fall. She was pushed. Someone witnessed it. Although the security cameras were initially down, I’ve instructed the technicians to retrieve whatever footage they can. We’ll find the person responsible. They will not get away with this.”

At that critical moment, a doctor hurried over, his expression grave as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. “We need to transport Miss Nixon to the hospital immediately. She’s in a critical state and could cease breathing at any moment.”

As the group hastily escorted Bria to the hospital, Abram and his family mobilized to accompany her, all except Klein, who remained behind, resolved in his decision.

Trent, observing Klein’s choice, approached him with concern. “Mr. Nixon, aren’t you going to the hospital with the others?”

Klein responded with a determined tone, “I need to stay and uncover what truly happened. It’s clear to me that Bria was pushed. She wouldn’t just fall without cause.”

Kallie, witnessing Klein’s adamant stance, furrowed her brow slightly. She couldn’t help but question Klein’s priorities. If he was genuinely concerned for Bria, why not go to the hospital?

Instead, Klein’s focus seemed fixed on pinning down a perpetrator, which struck Kallie as peculiar, given the absence of concrete evidence to support his claim of foul play.

Throughout the day, Kallie had been preoccupied with the contents of a box Jake had sent her, and the news of Bria’s accident had only deepened her unease.

At that moment, Trent proposed a way to possibly clear up the confusion. “Let’s see who wasn’t present in the front hall earlier.”

This suggestion quickly led to whispers and sideways glances, with some starting to suspect Kallie.

However, with Tyrone’s evident support, no one dared to openly challenge her.

A timid voice then piped up. “Kallie was also absent from the front earlier. Did she see anything?”

All eyes suddenly turned to Kallie.

Kallie remained composed, shaking her head. The servant standing nearby interpreted her gestures. “I didn’t go in that direction. Many can confirm that I returned to my room to fetch some items.”

Ewing promptly stepped forward to corroborate her statement. “I can vouch for Kallie. I handed her something myself, and she stayed with me before returning to her room. She had no motive, nor did she witness anything. I think we’re chasing shadows here. It’s unlikely that Bria was pushed.”

“Why are we even suspecting Kallie?” Klein seemingly came to Kallie’s defense, his tone growing stern. “She and Bria may have their differences, but they are cousins. If anyone continues to spread baseless accusations, I’ll have them removed!”

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